Sheng Canyang arrived at the show on time in the afternoon, hummed softly with his eyes closed, and tapped his fingers on the table.
Today I am going to record a music program. This is a competition program. The playlist has been prepared long ago. Sheng Canyang is already familiar with it. Sheng Canyang feels that his creativity is very low, and he has been avoiding participating in this type of program before. The show, but because the manager kept lobbying and the director contacted him a year in advance, Sheng Canyang agreed because of his affection.
Sheng Canyang thinks that he has no burden to lose. After thinking about it, in fact, even if he can't write a song, he can adapt other people's songs. It's not a bad thing to take the opportunity to confess your music opinions to the audience and fans.
The agent made a voice call on the side, and then said softly to the assistant: "How is it?"
The assistant shook his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong, and then the agent came over, patted Sheng Canyang, and said, "No problem?"
Sheng Canyang closed his eyes, asked the makeup artist to put on his eye makeup, and said, "I've sung it hundreds of times."
Agent: "Don't be careless, at least survive three rounds before being eliminated."
"I can only say that I try my best not to be eliminated today," Sheng Canyang said, "Who guaranteed you to survive at least three rounds?"
The agent immediately said, "I'll go see if I can make a ticket."
Sheng Canyang laughed, and the manager said: "If you are eliminated today, I will resign, please be careful."
"Have you found your next home?" Sheng Canyang asked with his eyes closed.
Agent: "Of course."
Sheng Canyang: "Be careful on the road."
The manager laughed, Sheng Canyang opened his eyes, looked at him and said, "Where are you going? I will also terminate the contract and go find you."
"It's so worthless," said the agent, "Everyone is a celebrity who works alone, stealing away the agent, are you running with the agent?"
"Okay," said the makeup artist.
"It was great during the rehearsal," said the makeup artist. "It must be number one. How could it be eliminated? Although the audience has no taste, they are not deaf. Even if they are deaf, they have eyes."
By the way, the makeup artist helped Sheng Canyang to style his hair. Sheng Canyang's hair grew long again, and it was all combed behind his head, revealing a smooth forehead and handsome eyebrows.
Sheng Canyang stood up and high-fived his manager. The manager shook his hand and said, "You have to win the championship."
"There's no bonus either," Sheng Canyang threw aside the coat he was wearing, "Can you stop so many useless intentions?"
The manager looked at the makeup artist speechlessly, who smiled and said, "Everyone thinks you can do it."
Sheng Canyang didn't buy it at all, and said, "Don't put this pressure on me."
It's not that Sheng Canyang lacks self-confidence. He knows that others are also excellent. He is the youngest of all the guests, and there are even veteran artists who are more than 20 years older than him. Artists who have been active in this field for many years and have been making music all the time, but have not changed careers must be due to their love for music.
He doesn't think that time is completely meaningless. There must be a reason for the so-called one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Although artistic creation relies more on talent, talent is just a stepping stone, a ticket that allows you to step into this threshold. How to go on the road after that still requires the accumulation of experience and hard work.
Sheng Canyang is humble in music. He knows that he is good, but he also knows that others are good, so he keeps his head down. He is not as stubborn as usual, nor is he blindly confident.
The loudspeaker notified that the camera in the preparation room was about to be turned on, and everyone dared not talk nonsense. The manager was a little nervous about being on camera, so he found a dead corner and stood down. Sheng Canyang was writing and drawing on paper. Write what?"
Sheng Canyang said: "Song."
The assistant said, "Now?"
Sheng Canyang was the third to play, and time was running out.
Sheng Canyang said "hmm" and said, "Do you want to listen?"
assistant:"… "
"The show is about to start," the assistant said, "Isn't that good? Forget it, let's sing."
The lyrics in Sheng Canyang's hands have already been drafted, and he looked at the thin white paper: "Why don't you let me trade it with my life, the most ordinary day by your side/I asked you questions, but you never answered."
He sang, changed the tune, and hummed it again, and the assistant said, "The first time was better."
"I think so too." Sheng Canyang pondered carefully.
The manager went crazy, and frantically gestured to him off-screen to tell him not to write any more. Sheng Canyang just pretended he didn't see it, and the manager didn't dare to speak to stop him.
The assistant glanced at the paper in his hand and said, "This lyrics..."
He looked for an adjective: "How humble."
"Is there?" Sheng Canyang glanced, feeling nothing.
Assistant: "Aren't you uninspired?"
"Suddenly," Sheng Canyang marked the melody, and then said, "Continue."
There was a knock on the door, and the backstage host walked in wearing a yellow feathered floor-length dress, and said with a bright smile, "I'm here to disturb you."
Sheng Canyang quickly stood up, and the host said, "How are you, are you nervous?"
Sheng Canyang hurriedly said: "There are many seniors who are very nervous."
After the show aired, this segment of the first episode became popular. The title of the post is #有一种感染，是盛Canyang’s Tension#. In the video, Sheng Canyang was distracted from writing his own song one second, and was interviewed by the host the next second, saying that he was very nervous.
The third episode of the program has been recorded and started to air. Sheng Canyang won the first place twice and the second place once. In this kind of competition, his expressiveness has given him a great advantage. His experience as an idol has allowed him to do a job with ease. He can not only adapt, but also express. His expressiveness is exaggerated and strong, which no one else has.
Sheng Canyang has actually entered a flat period this year. The oversaturation of the entire market has caused his exposure to decline and he has entered a stable stage, but in the end there is still light on his body, as long as there is a stage, he will shine.
According to the words of the fans, it is best for Sheng Canyang to play at least 300 days a year. His burst of charisma in the game is far greater than the usual lens.
The manager said, "Should I change the song for the fourth game?"
Sheng Canyang is sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. His hair is dyed black. When he is not waxing, he will cover his eyebrows and eyes. He is always annoyed by this hair and wants to cut it off, but this style has become his symbol in this show. So it can't be cut for the time being. The agent said that he is not sure that the next hairstyle will suit him so well, maybe everyone will not like it. Sheng Canyang can't help it, as long as this matter is mentioned, the agent will force him to die. Sheng Canyang thinks it is more important to let him live, so forget it.
The more the manager thought about it, the more he felt that it was time to change the song. At that time, he chose this song because everyone felt that it was not easy to survive the first three rounds, so they put all their efforts in front. Unexpectedly, Sheng Canyang sang all the way and rushed through After overcoming difficulties, the fourth song is a slow song, and he is worried that the response will be bad.
The agent said, "Let's have a meeting."
Sheng Canyang said, "Okay."
"What about your own opinion?" the agent asked, "I respect your opinion."
"I can do it," Sheng Canyang said indifferently, "I will change to another song in the final."
The agent said, "What for? We might really make it to the finals."
Sheng Canyang said: "In short, it is the last song on this stage. I want to change to another song, and I will sing it even if I don't make it to the final."
"Well," said the agent, "did you write the one yourself?"
Sheng Canyang: "Yes."
Manager: "It's the first release. In fact, it's better to leave it to the music platform."
Sheng Canyang looked at him, and the manager stopped talking, and said, "It's up to you, I'll just say it casually."
Sheng Canyang has recently started to daze aimlessly. His agent is always worried about his state, but he is still doing a good job, and he can even start to create. No matter how you think about it, he is getting better, but sometimes it feels like Sheng Canyang is not listening at all. They talk, always immersed in their own world.
The agent said, "If you've been stressed recently, do you want to see a doctor?"
Sheng Canyang asked inexplicably, "What pressure?"
Broker: "..."
The progress of the program was too fast, and Sheng Canyang adapted very well. Correspondingly, there was a surge in popularity, and Sheng Canyang's popularity reached an unprecedented height. Nowadays, variety shows are no longer so powerful in making stars. Sheng Canyang single-handedly made this show popular, reaching an unprecedented popularity, and there is no downward trend for the time being.
Fang Jingchu sent a congratulatory text message, Sheng Canyang replied with an emoji, and then posted a photo of the two of them on Weibo. Everyone knew that the relationship between the two was good. Fang Jingchu commented on Weibo to tease him, right? After warming him up, Sheng Canyang generously replied to the comment, "Yes, hurry up and rub it, it will be gone in a while."
Fang Jingchu came back and texted him privately, saying, "You really sing well."
Sheng Canyang feels that the relationship between the two is back to the past. What Sheng Canyang likes most is not that others praise his appearance, but that he sings well. He hopes to sing well and be recognized by everyone.
Sheng Canyang said, "Do you think there is anything that needs to be improved?"
"No," Fang Jingchu said, "You filled up all the shortcomings with your own characteristics."
Sheng Canyang thought about it, and thought it might not be a bad thing.
The seventh episode of the program was the penultimate episode. Sheng Canyang still had a fast-paced style as always. He wrote his own rap, had a solo dance, and had the same hairstyle. Some people began to say that his style was the same, and he imitated himself, and he still won the first place that day.
Music critics say that Sheng Canyang's popularity is a product of fast-paced life. Everyone prefers not to think and get intuitive pleasure. Sheng Canyang has nothing to say but nothing to say.
But Sheng Canyang had to pay attention to these at that time. Netizens described that Sheng Canyang could win the first place even if he went up to sing an alphabet song on the day of the final.
Sheng Canyang posted a Weibo, saying: "We will work hard for the finals, let's go!"
The fans replied: "Come on!"
The song list of that night was revealed on the Internet, and Sheng Canyang's song was called "Hai Hai".
The manager was a little nervous, and Sheng Canyang poured him a sequin quick-acting heart-relief pill.
The agent asked: "How do you have such a thing?"
The assistant said: "I'm taking a driver's license test recently, and I'm afraid of being nervous."
Broker: "..."
The manager was speechless for a while, swallowed the medicine, and asked the assistant, "Do you want it?"
The assistant said, "Yes."
The two of them took Suxiao Jiuxin Pills together, holding hands and looking at their teary eyes, Sheng Canyang said, "Give me one?"
The agent said, "Are you nervous too?"
Sheng Canyang: "Let's cooperate with you."
Sheng Canyang's appearance today is very clean. His shirt and trousers make his figure straight and straight. Gentle and clean, diluting the usual arrogance.
"It's not like you anymore," the assistant said, "Would love songs have a bad response?"
Sheng Canyang smiled and said, "Isn't it too late to say this now?"
The assistant was a cool little girl, and said, "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."
Sheng Canyang took a rare look in the mirror, smoothed his hair, and after thinking about it, he took off the necklace and earrings on his body. He said, "Will this be better?"
"That's sponsored," the agent said.
"Next time." Sheng Canyang said.
Manager: "Put it on, Dad, you must wear it in the finals, please save face and don't make things difficult for me."
Sheng Canyang didn't say much, just put it on, and the agent said: "No matter what, you are the best in my heart."
Sheng Canyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I know."
After the show started, the host came backstage and asked him the meaning of the song, why is it called "Hai Hai"
Sheng Canyang said: "Life is sea and sea, mountains and rivers. Human life is like floating on the sea, ups and downs, gains and losses, but no matter what, you have to live."
The host exaggeratedly praised his literary talent, and Sheng Canyang also knew that most of them were just listening, and the feelings could only be kept in his heart.
He began to think frequently of a stranger, someone who didn't exist in real life.
If I told others about these things, I would probably be considered crazy, so I never said it. More and more memories appeared, so real, as if they were right in front of our eyes, but they really didn't exist in real life.
Sheng Canyang couldn't tell which ones were real and which ones were fake at first. Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, still thinking about what to do, but when he reacted, he realized that the game was over and his identity was no longer a werewolf.
When I think of the end, all I think of is my promise.
About that sentence: Be sure to wait for me, no matter where you are, I will find your promise.
Sheng Canyang felt that there was no way to find this. Even if everything was true, after three years, could he really be resurrected from the dead? But why did he speak so convincingly that he would definitely find Hai Ri
Sheng Canyang couldn't find any memory fragments about this answer, so he also thought about it, or forget it, and don't be a lunatic.
But in the middle of the night, I still remembered that I said this sentence and asked people to wait for me.
What if you are really waiting
The lights on the stage were turned off, and before Sheng Canyang stepped onto the stage, the audience had already started screaming and cheering. These were no strangers to him. Over the years, he had already gotten used to being inexplicably loved by others. Sheng Canyang confirmed his return, Then he turned around and nodded to the band.
A beam of light hit his head, and the expression on his face was magnified several times by the camera, and every slight change would be captured by the camera. Sheng Canyang looked calm, and then picked up the hand microphone.
"Why don't I trade my life for the most ordinary day by your side / I asked you a question, but you never answered / Can I exchange a tooth for a button on your body / Use blood for a drop of tears of joy / It's better Let me spend my whole life in exchange for you looking at me / I will take it as you have answered."
"I shouldn't have lived to be twenty years old to know that I have faith / I shouldn't know who to be superstitious, so I followed you / asked you questions, and you never answered."
"The honor of this life is to come back to you / to be a drop of water, pouring into your ocean / the sea of life, mountains and rivers."
"It's better to let me trade my life for the most ordinary day by your side."
The sadness in the tune is not strong, but relaxed and natural. Sheng Canyang seems to be talking to himself, a very young boy, expressing his love in a green way.
The bright music faded away, and only Sheng Canyang's lonely voice was left, and then the music was closed. Sheng Canyang trembled slightly at the end of the last note, and he hurriedly stopped the voice, ending the performance. After a while, there was thunderous applause, Sheng Canyang bowed gracefully, took off the headset and left.
The agent said excitedly: "Not bad, not bad."
"Singing and splitting," Sheng Canyang said, "Forget it, don't pursue perfection."
Agent: "I didn't hear it, did you hear it?"
The assistant shook his head and said, "Are you going to be scolded?"
"Sure," Sheng Canyang said indifferently, "whatever you want."
Agent: "No matter what, we'll talk about it after we win."
Sheng Canyang was beating drums in his heart, and he didn't have absolute confidence. The audience thought that the championship was already his, but Sheng Canyang knew that he didn't have the ability to decide by default. Even if a song is written with true feelings, it may not be pleasing, and everyone knows this truth.
The other guests were very kind to Sheng Canyang. Whether it was superficial work or not, everyone had a good time. After Sheng Canyang finished singing, he bowed and shook hands with them one by one. Everyone praised him for singing so well that it gave people goosebumps.
"That's nice," said a much older male elder, "you should be more confident."
Sheng Canyang said cautiously: "Thank you, you sing very well."
Then they took their seats. Under the camera, everyone laughed naturally. It was about to enter the next singer's performance time, and everyone concentrated on watching.
The female artist next to her said to Sheng Canyang, "The love song is very touching."
"Thank you," Sheng Canyang said, "The production was rushed and a bit rough."
The female artist said: "Oh, it doesn't matter, as long as it is touching, I will search for this song when I go back."
Sheng Canyang hurriedly thanked him. The female artist looked at him and liked him very much. Sheng Canyang is now at a good age for falling in love. Dressed like this and singing love songs on stage, the sensitivity of a woman told her that this is a confession. If there is no emotion, how can you write such lyrics.
Sheng Canyang was a little distracted and didn't respond to her kind eyes.
On the stage, memories of Sheng Canyang flooded back.
Piecing it together bit by bit, the puzzle gradually became complete, and another strange person appeared in his memory.
He ran out suddenly on the pretext that he had something to do. The manager saw him and quickly followed him. Sheng Canyang grabbed his arm and said, "I want to find someone."
"My name is Liu Yifan, an ordinary fan," Sheng Canyang said, "from Chongqing, he should be twenty years old this year."
The manager said, "Ah? What's the matter?"
Sheng Canyang brushed his hair, a little at a loss, then calmed down again, and said, "My cell phone."
The manager hurriedly took out his mobile phone and handed it to him. Sheng Canyang frowned, thought carefully, then searched for a string of numbers on WeChat, pressed the search button, and an account with the Siberian Tiger's profile picture appeared on it. ID is the king of chickens.
Sheng Canyang breathed a sigh of relief, then sent the addition application, and called the phone by the way. After two calls, he was picked up. Sheng Canyang tentatively asked, "Liu Yifan?"
"Huh?" The woman over there said in a Sichuan-Chongqing tone, "No."
Sheng Canyang immediately said: "Wait a minute, can I ask, where do you live in Chongqing?"
The woman said, "Peng Shui."
"Okay," Sheng Canyang said, "Thank you."
He hung up the phone and glanced at his phone. The friend request was not approved.
Sheng Canyang had a bad premonition, he was silent for a moment, handed the phone to the agent, and returned to the studio.
Today is a live broadcast, there is no other way, Sheng Canyang has to wait, the result is not so important at this time, the host announced that he is the champion.
He stood on the stage, thanked everyone carefully, and then said with a smile: "Thank you for your love, I still have a lot to learn, thanks to everyone's care."
There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Sheng Canyang suddenly realized that if life is really a journey of ups and downs, he is indeed at the top of the wave line at this time, as the saying goes, everything goes well and the spring breeze is proud.
Sheng Canyang looked at the audience in the audience, the light of the camera dazzled, many people held up banners with his name on it, this show was like his personal concert, suddenly everything around his ears seemed to be blurred, time stopped , Sheng Canyang suddenly realized for a moment.
The host said: "Thank you Canyang, we all know that you have also had a hard time during this time."
Sheng Canyang reacted, smiled at her, and said naturally; "It is not easy for everyone to come here, and the recording of the program is not easy, but everyone feels very fulfilled during this process, especially me, who has learned a lot."
The host clearly felt that he was distracted for a moment just now, but she still picked it up smoothly. She only thought that she was fainted by the title of champion, so she was distracted on the stage.
At 11:50 in the evening, Sheng Canyang was holding a large bouquet of flowers, wearing a black padded jacket, and got into the car surrounded by fans. Then he put the flowers aside, picked up his mobile phone, and searched for the string of numbers just now.
Wechat still failed to apply, so I found Renren and Tie|Ba, but there was no account registered with this number, Sheng Canyang became a little annoyed, and frowned tightly.
The manager tentatively said, "Should we post a Weibo?"
Sheng Canyang pressed his eyes, then turned on the camera, took a photo with the trophy, and sent it to the manager, who then understood that he meant to send it.
The agent said, "Suddenly something goes wrong? What's the matter?"
"It's okay," Sheng Canyang looked out the window and asked, "Can I ask for two days off?"
The manager looked at him with some embarrassment, and Sheng Canyang had no choice but to keep silent.
The manager said: "Are you looking for someone? I'll ask someone to help you find it."
Sheng Canyang sent him the message, but he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Go back to sleep well at night." The manager glanced at the message, and didn't ask too many questions, but said, "Don't worry about these things. There must be a lot of work in the future, so don't be too tired."
The agent also saw that he was not in a good spirit recently, and he hesitated to speak.
Sheng Canyang is an artist with a high degree of cooperation in work. He is dedicated and professional. Many people like to cooperate with him, but he doesn't like to get along with others, and he is a bit lonely. The agent can only take care of him by himself and be friends with him. He has been very worried about Sheng Canyang's mental state. Although he seems to be fine and even cheerful at times, he feels different from others.
He was really afraid that Sheng Canyang would commit suicide again, even though there was no sign.
The next morning, Sheng Canyang didn't work, and he suffered from insomnia last night, which made him sleep until nine o'clock in the morning, when the phone rang, Sheng Canyang woke up, and saw that it was his manager's call.
"Brother Yang," Sheng Canyang said, "what's wrong?"
The agent said, "I found the person you were looking for."
Sheng Canyang woke up instantly and took a deep breath.
"Who are you?" The manager sighed and said, "It's been a long time since I passed away."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Sheng Canyang felt as if someone had squeezed his heart and trembled violently.
The agent said: "It is indeed from Pengshui. Leukemia disappeared the year before last. It seems that the family conditions are not very good, and there is no cure."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
The manager asked, "Are you listening?"
"Yes," Sheng Canyang heard himself say, "Where is his house exactly?"
Liu Yifan committed suicide three years ago, and then woke up again. After waking up, his physique was not as good as before. He would go to the hospital for fluid infusion once a week, and stay at home for the rest of the time. I play games on my mobile phone, and when it hurts, I hold my brother and cry. Within three months, Liu Yifan passed away, and he was only in the first year of high school.
Sheng Canyang went to see Liu Yifan. The death of a young child would bring haze to the whole family. Before Sheng Canyang went to the cemetery, he had a meal at his house and left 100,000 yuan. In this bank, ATMs can only withdraw 2,000 or 3,000 at a time. Sheng Canyang repeated it countless times, and finally was limited, and the cash can only be withdrawn so much.
His family felt strange about the money that fell from the sky, and hesitated whether to accept it. Sheng Canyang said, "I am Liu Yifan's friend."
His family looked at Sheng Canyang and felt that he really didn't seem like his son's friend.
Sheng Canyang stayed for a meal, the scene was a bit awkward, and the food was not very good, so he left the money after eating, Sheng Canyang left quickly, wandered around the county, and met many fans, Being blocked many times, Sheng Canyang was overwhelmed, and finally asked his assistant to pick him up.
When Sheng Canyang was on the stage, he remembered some clips of them in the second world, and it was the first time he thought of Liu Yifan.
In fact, this feeling is very strange, like an old friend, but also like a stranger. Sheng Canyang's pain came very slowly. In fact, he didn't feel the real feeling after knowing the news. Tears suddenly flowed from the return plane and wiped them away quickly.
There were fans who picked up the airport at the airport. When Sheng Canyang walked out, it seemed like a press conference was held, and the cameras were all firing. He put on sunglasses and looked a little indifferent. Some fans gave him gifts, but Sheng Canyang waved his hand and refused, and his assistant protected him like an enemy. This was a private trip, and usually few people would disturb such a trip. I didn't expect Sheng Canyang to become so popular now.
Sheng Canyang is in the limelight now, taking a day off is already very important, and the next schedule is really scheduled for July next year.
The song sung on the final stage was on the trend list, and even the songs from the previous groups were dug out, and the popularity also increased greatly. After retiring from the group, it was the first real turnaround, which completely overshadowed the previous combination. Even if the popularity of all these things will drop, Sheng Canyang's coffee status will be very different from before.
But Sheng Canyang was not a little happy, and was silent most of the time, as if he had withdrawn from reality, indifferent to the things around him, and sometimes he had to call him twice before he could respond. And Sheng Canyang has started to write songs, and he can write them.
Between work, there is no social interaction, and I am writing songs when I am not resting.
The agent even found Fang Jingchu and asked what was going on. Fang Jingchu called Sheng Canyang, and Sheng Canyang only said that the pressure was a bit high.
Fang Jingchu said: "You can't keep your popularity. One day it will go away. I'm always worried that it will go, and it won't stay. It's better to just look at the present."
"Understood." Sheng Canyang replied wearily.
Fang Jingchu: "If you are under so much pressure because of this matter, it really doesn't look like you."
At that time, Sheng Canyang had a glass of iced Americano in his hand, and was sitting in the nanny's car. He had worked for sixteen hours and was on his way home.
He closed his eyes and said, "If, I mean if."
"If there is a person who is no longer here and needs you," Sheng Canyang didn't know what he was talking about, "Will you give up everything for him?"
Fang Jingchu didn't understand: "What?"
After Sheng Canyang finished speaking, he immediately realized that he shouldn't have said these things, and said, "It's just writing songs, forget it, and contact me when you have time."
Fang Jingchu had no choice but to say: "Okay, if you need anything, call me."
The assistant glanced at him, wanted to say something, but didn't dare to ask. Now everyone in the company is serving Sheng Canyang with fear, not because Sheng Canyang has a bad temper, but because he is afraid that something will irritate him.
When we got downstairs in the community, Sheng Canyang got out of the car, and the assistant said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Okay," Sheng Canyang bowed his head and said, "Be careful on the road."
Assistant: "Go back and sleep quickly."
Sheng Canyang, carrying an erhu on his back, opened the door and entered.
Today's event played the erhu, Sheng Canyang followed the tune of "Wang Ning Mei", and finally remembered why they met in the first place. Now the memory has been slowly connected into a string, without faults. Sheng Canyang slowly relived those days. These days, he seems to be living two lives in parallel. When he opens his eyes, it is reality. When he closes his eyes, the past of the second world emerges bit by bit.
Sheng Canyang entered the room, turned on the light, put down the erhu, then called Ansel without taking off his clothes.
The phone was connected, but Ansel didn't speak.
Sheng Canyang said, "What should I do?"
Ansel was obviously woken up by him, and he said irritably, "What do you have to say at three o'clock in the morning?"
"You remind me of all this," Sheng Canyang said, "tell me how to do it."
Ansel said, "You remember it all?"
Sheng Canyang: "Almost."
Ansel: "Then you should know how to do it."
Standing by the window, Sheng Canyang said, "I don't know, and I didn't know at the time. I thought I could take him away if the mission was successful. I didn't expect him to die."
Ansel sneered: "You also have something you don't know."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
"Do you want to go back?" Ansel said. "There is no way here."
Sheng Canyang: "You want to persuade me to commit suicide again?"
"Fuck," said Ansel, "why should I?"
Ansel said: "It's just helping you, believe it or not. You have to go back to find a solution. There is no trace of Hai Ri here at all. Don't you know it too?"
Sheng Canyang didn't speak.
Ansel said: "After you go back, you can still come back, and you don't have to worry about forgetting Hai Ri, your memory is already your own."
"Why do you want me to go back?" Sheng Canyang looked at the street lights at night and said, "What the hell are you doing?"
Ansel: "You go to the second world and ask the maintainers, they will tell you."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
"After going back, there will be no more sea days in that world," Sheng Canyang said calmly with his hands in his trouser pockets, "He has disappeared."
"Really?" Ansel said casually, "Is there nothing you can do if you disappear? I thought you were Sheng Canyang, and you would have a different answer."
Sheng Canyang: "You want me to commit suicide, at least give me some hope."
Ansel said something inexplicable: "I still hope you can give me some hope."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Ansel said: "Forget it, if I don't die, I'll die. I have to go to work tomorrow, big star."
Sheng Canyang glanced at the time and didn't ask any more questions.
Before Ansel hung up the phone, he said, "It's fine if you don't want to die, Hai Ri doesn't want you to go back there either."
Sheng Canyang's expression changed, and he hung up the phone.
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I really tried my best this time, but I still haven't written what you want to see. Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-11-19 00:02:15~2020-11-19 23:54:22~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 3 pieces of He He and Fanmiao; 1 piece of driftwood;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Fanmiao; 10 bottles of Yuyu; 8 bottles of all four are empty;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!